Stories & Crafts
Arianne pored over the thick file she had just received from the disapproving clerk. There were large mahogany tables with feet like the paws of lions casually lining the corridor of the Court’s registry. She was slumped in one of the far corners her large handbag acting as a barrier between her and the rest…
The Virgin Mary's face had survived centuries of rot and humidity. It was a perfect oval and with a magnifying glass, you could see the separate brush strokes of thick paint on the plank of wood. Her hood was russet brown, probably originally a brighter color since Emma had not got around to cleaning that…
The sky was white. A uniform blanket of freezing whiteness. Mr. Lafitte watched the swirling rusty brown leaves chasing each other along Boulevard St Michel. His hands clasped behind his back, he blew out with difficulty through his nose. The shop window was steaming up around the Christmas decorations. He shifted his feet heavily shuffling…
Crafty Poulette 